Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Huang Yue's voice sounded more tense than usual.

"Convenient! Where are you? I'm coming to find you."

"Is it inconvenient for you to talk business there?"

Baima held her phone, her fingers tightening slightly, but in the end she couldn't bring herself to do it.

“Okay, Sister Huang Yue, I’ll send you the address, come over.”

After hanging up the phone, Baima sent Huang Yue the villa's address.

Now that things have come to this, it's time for me to be honest with Huang Yue...

Forty minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Huang Yue stood in the entryway, carrying some fruit in her hand, wearing the dress she had worn when she went to see her ex-boyfriend that day.

"Miss Baima's friend? Please come in and have a seat."

Sister Jiang took out brand-new cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet, unpacked them, and neatly placed them next to Huang Yue's feet.

"Th-thank you..."

Huang Yue thanked him reservedly, her gaze sweeping across the entire villa as she secretly swallowed.

Sister Jiang took the fruit from her and put it in the kitchen, then brought out a cup of hot tea.

"Sit down and have some tea first, Pema will be down soon."

"Good, good."

Huang Yue had just sat down when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

Baima quickly went downstairs and took Huang Yue's hand.

"Sister Huang Yue. Let's go to my room and talk."

Upon entering the room, Baima arranged for Huang Yue to sit in the gaming chair and then took out some of her usual snacks.

Baima said earnestly, "Sister Huang Yue, there's something I need to tell you."

Huang Yue didn't speak, waiting for her to continue.

"First of all! I'm sorry, Sister Huang Yue, I didn't mean to lie to you."

Baima's attitude was extremely sincere: "As you can see, my family is doing alright. The reason I looked for work and did day jobs before wasn't because I was short of money. It was because my brother wanted to give me some experience, and we made a small bet."

"Oh……"

Because she had anticipated this, Huang Yue wasn't too surprised.

"Sister Huang Yue, can we still be friends?"

Baima's voice trembled slightly.

Huang Yue looked at her for two seconds, then burst out laughing.

"Of course, you saved my life too."

Bai Ma's nose tingled, and she almost couldn't hold back her tears.

She blinked hard, forcing back the tears welling up in her eyes: "Sister Huang Yue, did you come to see me for something else?"

Huang Yue's smile faded, and she took a deep breath: "Bai Ma, I want to ask you for a favor."

Baima sat up straight: "Go on."

"I...I've discussed it with Chongfeng, and we want to get married as soon as possible."

Baima nodded, waiting for her to continue.

“He worked alone in Xingcheng for several years and saved some money, but not much. As for me, you know I can’t save any money at all.”

Huang Yue's voice trailed off: "We were thinking that if we get married, we'll need a place to live. Renting isn't a long-term solution, so we'd like to buy a house right away, even if it's small, at least it'll be our own."

Baima understood and wasn't overly offended.

In her opinion, the two young people really need money to establish themselves in the city.

Although Huang Yue and Li Chongfeng are progressing a bit too quickly, they do have a past emotional foundation.

How much more are you lacking?

Huang Yue raised her head and met Bai Ma's gaze.

"Chongfeng can come up with over 100,000, I..."

After hesitating for a long time, Huang Yue finally said the number: "We are still about 500,000 short of our expected down payment plus wedding expenses."

Five hundred thousand.

It wasn't much for Baima; it was just her allowance for the past year...

But now... she just asked Ding Heng for 300,000 to buy a car, she can't just turn around and ask him for another 200,000.

Qu Zhen could give it to them, but they couldn't find a suitable reason for it in the short term.

After considering the situation in her mind, Baima honestly said, "Sister Huang Yue, I only have 300,000 yuan on hand right now."

"Three hundred thousand is fine too, just make up the down payment first..."

"Don't rush, let me finish."

Baima interrupted her: "Take the 300,000 first, I'll think of something else for the rest. I can't ask my brother for help anymore, but what about my mother..."

"That's enough, that's enough."

Huang Yue quickly waved her hand: "Three hundred thousand is more than enough, Baima, really."

Send me your card number.

Baima picked up her phone: "I'll transfer it to you in a bit."

Huang Yue remained silent for a long time before finally managing to utter only a "thank you."

Baima smiled at her: "You're welcome. Sister Huang Yue, please stay for dinner. Sister Jiang's cooking is excellent."

Huang Yue shook her head and stood up.

"No, Chongfeng's parents are coming today, so I have to go back."

Baima didn't insist and saw her to the door.

Huang Yue changed her shoes and turned around to meet Bai Ma's gaze.

"Pema".

"Ok?"

"Shall we still be friends?"

Pema smiled.

"Of course!"

After seeing Huang Yue off, Baima returned to her room, picked up her phone, and transferred 300,000 yuan to Huang Yue's card.

A notification popped up indicating the transfer was successful, and Baima put down her phone.

The Dongchedi website was still open, with pictures of cars displayed on the screen.

Baima let out a long breath and swiped the mouse to close the page.

Forget it.

Let's postpone buying a car.

Anyway, university lasts for several years, so there's no rush.

If all else fails, I'll wait until Mom's in a good mood and then try to win her over with some sweet talk.

It's just a car...

Chapter 219: Baima's Growth (Snow Mountain Saintess)

Time flew by and it was the day before school started.

Ding Heng sat in his study, a freshly compiled quarterly report on his computer screen.

Lin Man stood beside him, bending down to look at the screen, her long hair falling down and tickling Ding Heng's neck.

"Boss, there's nothing wrong with this batch of data. I'll have Secretary Huang file it in a bit."

Ding Heng grunted in agreement, closed the page, and leaned back in his chair to stretch.

"By the way, you're a senior in the fall. What are your plans after that? Will you take the postgraduate entrance exam?"

Lin Man slowly closed her laptop, stepped onto the desk, her posture elegant and alluring.

She knelt on the table, placed her hands on either side of Ding Heng's shoulders, leaned down close to his face, and her foxy eyes curved into two crescent moons.

"Boss, they don't have any plans at all."

Her voice was soft and sweet: "I just want to serve the boss wholeheartedly~ Wherever the boss goes, I will go, and be the boss's little secretary for life."

Ding Heng raised his hand and slapped her face lightly.

"Snapped."

A crisp sound.

"You little slut."

Lin Man was not annoyed at all; instead, she smiled even more charmingly and rubbed her face against Ding Heng's palm.

Ding Heng took the opportunity to pinch her chin and gently lift it upwards.

"How are things going with the Lin family lately?"

"Brilliant Planet is doing alright, I guess. Lin Zhiyuan and his gang can't do legitimate business, but they're experts at shady dealings."

Ding Heng gently stroked Lin Man's lower lip with his thumb: "Want to give them another big one?"

Lin Man's eyes lit up, and she leaned down, pressing her forehead against Ding Heng's chest.

"Boss, you're so good to me, I don't know how to repay you!"